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CONTENTS.

► Pleasures of Hope f part i , 3

k part li 51

Notes to part i 85

part II , 97

SpedmemqfanewtranslationqftheMedeaofEuripides.AQS

Love and Madness, an elegy 11/

^ Songs — the Wounded Hussar 126

—GiUertyy 1 12/

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Analysis of Part L

Thb Poem opens with a comparison between the beauty of
wemoie objects in a landscape^ and those ideal scenes of felicity
which the imagination delights to contemplate ,,..the influence of
ttntidpdtion upon the other passions is next delineated,. ..an
aUusion is made to the well-known fiction in Pagan tradition^
thaty when all the guardian deities of mankind abandoned the
worlds Hope alone was left behind. . ..the consolations of this pas-
sion in situations of danger and distress » » » .the seaman on his
midnight watch .,..the soldier marching into battle .... allusion
to the interesting adventures of Byron.

The inspiration of Hopcy as it actuates the efforts of
genius, whether in the department of science, or of taste .... tfo-
mestic felicity y how intimately connected with views of future hap-
piness, . . .picture of a mother watching her infant when asleep
. . . .pictures of the prisoner, the maniac, and the wanderer.

From the consolations of individual misery, a transition is
made to prospects of poUtical improvement in the future state of
society . ...the wide field that is yet open for the progress ofhu-
manizing arts among uncivilized nations , . . .from these views of
amelioration of society, and the extension of liberty and truth over
despotic and barbarous countries, by a melancholy contrast of ideas
we are led to reflect upon the hard fate of a brave people recently
conspicuous in their struggles for independence .... description of
the Cloture of Warsaw, ofthp last contest of the oppressors and the
oppressed, and the massacre qf the Polish patriots at the bridge
pf Prague . . • . apostrophe to the self-interested enemies of human
improvement ....the sarongs of Africa ....the barbarous policy
of Europeans'in fndia , . . .prophecy in the Hindoo mythology of
the expected descent of the Deity to redress the miseries of their

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A.T summer ere, whai HeaT'n's aerial bow
Spans with bright arch the glittering hills below,
Why to yon mountain turns the musiag eye,
Whose sun-bright summit mingles with the sky ?
Why do those cliffs of shadowy tint appear
More sweet than all the landscape smiling near ?-
'Tis distance lends enchantment to the view,
And robes the mountain ia its azure hue.

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Thus, with delight, we linger to survey
The promis'd joys of life's uameasur'd way ;
Thus, from ^far, each dim-discoTerM scene
More pleasing seems than all the past hath been ;
And erery form, that Fancy can repair
From dark oblivion, glows divipely there.

What potent spirit guides the raptnr'd eye «
To pierce the shades of dim futurity ?
(Can Wisdom lend, with all her heav'nly pow'r,
The pledge of Joy's anticipated hour ?
Ah, no ! she darkly sees the*fate of man-^
Her dim horizon bounded to a span ;
Or, if she hold an image to the view,
^Jis Nature pictur'd too severely true.

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tViiJi thee, sweet Hope I resides the heav'nly light^
^hat pours remotest rapture on the sight :
Thiae is the charm of life's bewilder'd way.
That calls each slumb'ring passion into play*
Wak'd by thy touch, I see the sister band,
On tiptoe watching, start at thy command^
And fly where'er thy mandate bids them steer,
To Pleasure's path, or Glory's bright career^

Primeval Hope, th' Aonian Muses say^
When Man and Nature mourn'd their first decay ;
When erery form of death, and etery. woe^
Shot from malignant stars to earth below ;
When Murder bared her arm, and rampant War
Yok'd the red dragons of his iron car;

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When Peace and Mercy, banish'd from the plain,
Sprung on the T.iewless winds to HeaT'n again ;
All, all forsook the friendless guilty mind,
But Hope, the charmer, lingered still behind.

Thus, while Elijah's burning wheels prepare,
From CarmePs height, to sweep the fields of air,
The prophets mantle, ere his flight began,
Dropt on the world — a sacred gift to man.

Auspicious Hope! in thy sweet garden grow
Wreaths for each toil, a charm for every woe :
Won by their sweets, in Nature's languid hour.
The way-worn pilgrim seeks thy summer bower;
There, as the wild bee murmurs on the wing.
What peaceful dreams thy handmaid spirits bring!

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What viewless forms th' ^olian organ play,

And sweep the ftirrow'd lines of anxious thought awaj!

Angel of life ! thy glittering wings explore
Earth's loneliest bounds, and Oceaii's wildest shore.
Lo ! to the wintry winds the pilot yields
His bark careering o'er nnfathom'd fields ;
Now on Atlantic wares he rides afar,
Where* Andes, giant of the wesstem star.
With meteor-standard to the winds unfurPd,
Looks from his throne of clouds o'er half the world.

Now far he sweeps^ where scarce a summer snlil^sy •
On Behring's rocks, or Greenland'}^ naked isles;
Cold on his midnight watch the breezes blow,
From wastes that sluinber in eternal snow ;

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And waft, across the wave's tumaltaous roar^
The wolf's long howl from Oonalaska's shore.

Poor child of danger, nursling of the s^rm,
Sad are the woes that wreck thy manly form !
Rocks, waves, and winds, the shatter'd bark delay ;-
Thy heart is sad, thy home is far away.

Bnt Hope can here her moonKght tigils keep^.
And sing to charm the spirit of the deep :
Swift as yon streamer lights the starry pole,
Her visions warm the watchman's pensive sonl.
His native hills that rise in happier climes
The grot that heard his son|f of other times^
His cottage home, his bark of slender sail,
His glassy lake, and broiHnwood^lossom'd vale^

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tlush on his thoaght; he sweeps before the Wind,
Treads the lov'd shore he siffh'd to leave behind;
Meets at each step a friend's familiar face,
^ And flies at last to Helen's long embrace ;

Wipes from her cheek the rapture-speaking tear.
And clasps, with many a sigh, his children dear !
While, long neglected, but at length caress'd,
His faithful dog salutes the smiling guest.
Points to the master's eyes (where'er they roam)
His wistful face, and whines a welcome home.

Friend of the brave I in peril's darkest honr^
Intrepid virtue looks to thee for power ;
To thee the heart its trembling homage yields,
On stormy floods, and earnage*cover'd flelds^

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When front to front the banner'd hosts combtne^
Halt ere they close, and form the dreadful line.
When all Is still on Death's devoted soil,
The march-worn soldier mingles for the toil ;
As rings his glitt'ring tabe, he lifts on high
The dauntless brow, and spirit-s peaking eye,
Hails in his heart the triumph yet to come,
And hears thy stormy music in the drum !

And such tby strength. inspiring aid that bore
The hardy Byron to his natiye shore-^*
In horrid climes, where Chiloe's tempests sweep
Tumultuous murmurs o'er the troubled deep,
'Twas his to mourn Misfortune's rudest shock,
Scourg'd by the Winds, and cradled on the rock,
To wake each joyless morn, and search again
The famish'd haunts of solitary men ;

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Whose race, unyielding as their natire «tomi,
Kno\rs not a trace of Nature but the form ;
Yet, at thy call, the hardy tar pursued.
Pale, but intrepid, — sad, but unsubdued,
, Pierc'd the deep woods, and, hailing from afar.
The moon's pale planet and the northern star,
Paus'd at each dreary cry, unheard before.
Hyaenas in the wild, and mermaids on the shore ;;
Till, led by thee o*er many a cliff sublime, ^

He fouK^ a wanner world, a milder clime,
A home ta rest, a shelter to defend.
Peace and repose, a Briton and a friend ! ^

Congenial Hope I thy passion -kindling power.
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On jon proud hdght, witb Genius hand in handy
I see thee light, and wave thy golden wand.

^^ 609 child of Heay'n ! (thy winged words proclaim )r
^Tis thine to search the boundless fields of fame !
Lo ! Newton, priest of Nature, shines afar,
Scans the wide world, and numbers ey'ry star I
Wilt thou, with him, mysterious rites apply,
And watch the shrine with wonder-beaming eye ?

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Calls from their woodland haunts the savage train
With sounding horn, and connts them on the plain«-«
So oQce, at Hear'n's command, the wand'rers came
To Eden^s shade, and heard their Tarious name.

^^ Far from the world, in yon sequestered clime,
Slow pass the sons of wisdom, more sublime ;
Calm as the fields of Heay'n, his sapient eye
The loT'd Athenian lifts to realms on high,
Admiring Plato, on his spotless page.
Stamps the bright dictates of the Father sage :
^ Shall Nature bound to Earth's diurnal span
The fire of God, th' immortal soul of man I'

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^^ Turn, child of Hear'n! thy rapture Jighten'd eye
To Wisdom's walks, the sacred Nine are nigh !

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Hark! from bright spires that gild the Delphian heigh^
From streams that wander in eternal light,
Rang'd on their hill, Harmoaia's daughters swell
The mingling tones of horn, and harp, and shell ;
Deep from his vaults, the Loxian murmurs flow,«
And Pytbia's awful organ peals below.

^' BeloT'd of heaT'n! the smiling Mnse shall shed
Her moonlight halo on thy beauteous head ;
Shall swell thy heart to rapture unconfin'd,
And breathe a holy madness o'er thy mind.
I see thee roam^her guardian pow'r beneath,
And talk with spirits on the midnight heath ;
Inquire of guilty wand'rers whence they came.
And ask each blood-stain'd form his earthly name;

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Then weave in rapid verse the deeds they tell,
And read the trembling world the tales of hell.

^' When Venus, thron'd in clouds of rosy hue,
Flings from her golden urn the vesper dew,
And bids fond man her glimmering noon employ,
Sacred to love, and walks of tender joy ;
A milder mood the goddess shall recal,
And soft as dew thy tones of music fall ;
While Beanty's deeply-pictur'd smiles impart,
A pang more dear than pleaaiire to the heart-
Warm as thy sighs «hall flow the Lesllian strain,
And plead m Beauty's ear, nor plead in vain.

'^ Or wilt thou Orphean hymns more sacred deem,
And steep thy song in Mercy's mellow stream ;

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To pensire drops the radiant eye beguile—*
For Beauty's tears are lovelier than her smile ;^^ '
On Nature's throbbing anguish pour relief,
And teach impassion'd souls the joy of grief ?

^^ Yes; to thy tongue shall seraph words be giv'n.
And pow'r on earth to plead the cause of Heav'n ;
The proud, the cold untroubled heart of stone.
That never musM on sorrow but its own,
Unlocks a generous store at thy. command,
Jjike Horeb's rocks beneath the prophet's hand. ^
The living lumber of his kindred earth,
Charm'd into soul, receives a second birth ;
Feels thy dread pow'r another heart afford,
Whose passion-touch'd harmonious strings accord

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True as the circling splieres to Nature's plan;
And man, the brother, lires the friend of man !

" Bright as the pillar rose at Heay'n's command
When Israel marchM along the desert land,
Blaz'd through the night on lonely wilds afar.
And told the path«-a never-setting star :
So, heav'nly Genius, in thy course divine,
Hope is thy star, her light is ever tliine.''

Propitious Ppw'r! when rankling cares annoy
The sacred home of Hymenean joy ;
When doom'd to Poverty's sequester'd dell.
The wedded pair of love and virtue dwell,
Unpitied by the worM, unknown to fame,
Their woes, their wishes, and their hearts the same-

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Oh there, prophetic Hope! thy smile bestow^

And chase the pangs that worth should never know— -

There, as the parent deals his scanty store

To friendless babes, and weeps to gire no more.

Tell, that his manly race shall yet assuage

Their father's wrongs, and shield his latter age.

What though for him no Hybla sweets distil,

Nor bloomy yines wave purple on the hill ;

Tell, that when silent y^sars have pass'd away.

That when his eyes grow dim, his tresses grey.

These busy hands a lovelier cot shall build.

And deck with fairer flowers his little field.

And call from Heay'n propitious dews to breathe

Arcadian; beauty pn the barren heath;

Tell, that while Love's spontaneous smile endears

The days of peace, the sabbath of his years.

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Health shall prolong to many a festive hour
The octal pleasures of his humble bower.

Lo ! at the couch where infant beauty sleeps^ '
Her Silent watch the mournful mother keeps ;
She^ while the loTelj babe unconscious lies,
Smiles on her slumb'ring child with pensive eyes,
And weaves a song of melancholy joy—
" Slee^, image of thy father, asleep, my boy :
No lingering hour of sorroT4r shall be thine;
No sigh that rends thy father's heart and mine ;
Bright as his manly sire, the son shall be
In form and soul ; but, ah ! more blest than he !
Thy fame, thy worth, thy filial love, at last.
Shall soothe this aching heart for all the pas(>— '

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Witb many a smile my solitude repay.

And chace the world's ungenerous scorn away.

^^ And say, when summoned from the world and thee^
I lay my head beneath the willow tree.
Wilt thou, sweet mourner I at my stone appear,
And soothe my parted spirit lingering near?
Oh, wilt thou come, at CT'ning hour, to shed
The tears of Memory o'er my narrow bed ;
With aching temples on thy hand reclin'd.
Muse on the last farewel I leaye behind, .
Breath a deep sigh to winds that murmur low.
And think on all my loTe, and all my woe i"

So speaks ajSection, ero the infant eye
Can look regard, or brighten in reply;

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3at when the eherub lip hath learnt to claim
A mother's ear by that endearing name;
Soon as the playful innocent can prove
A tear of pity, or a smile of love,
Or cons his marm'ring task beneath her care,
Or lisps with holy look his ey'ning prayer,
Or gazing, mutely pensive, sits to hear
The mdumfui ballad warbled in his ear ;
How fondly looks admiring Hope the while,
At every artless tear, and every smile !
How glows the joyQus parent to descry
A guileless bosom, true to synipathy !

Where is the inmbled heart, consigned to share
Tumultuous toils, or soUtary care,
Unblest by visionary thoughts that stray
To count the joys of Fortune's better day !

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hoy nature, life, and liberty relume
The dim-ey'd tenant of the dungeon gloom,
A long lost friend, or hapless child restor'd.
Smiles at his blazing hearth and social board ;
Warm from his heart the tears of rapture flow,
And virtue triumphs o'er remember'd woe.

Chide not his peace, proud Reason ! nor destroy
The shadowy forms of uncreated joy.
That urge the lingering tide of life, and pour
Spontaneous slupiber on his midnight hour.

Hark ! the wild maniac sings, to chide the gale
That wafts so slow her lover's distant sail;
She, sad spectatress, on the wintry shore
>Vatch'd the rude surge his shroudless corse that bore,

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Knew the pale form, and, skrieking in amaze,
Clasp'd her cold hands, and fix'd her maddening gaze :
Poor widow'd wretch ! 'twas there she wept in Tain,
Till memory fled her agonizing brain : —
Bnt Mercy gave, to charm the sense of woe.
Ideal peace, that Truth could ne'er bestow ;
Warm on her heart the joys of Fancy beam^
And aimless Hope delights her darkest dream.

Oft when yon moon has climb'd the midnight sky.
And the lone sea-bird wakes its wildest cry,
Pil'd on the steep her blazing faggots bum, ^
To hail the bark that never can return ;
And still she waits, but scarce forbears to weep
^ That constant love can linger on the deep.

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And, mark the wretcli, whose waad'rings never kneir
The world's regard, that sooAq$, though half untrue,
Whose erring heart the lash of sorrow bore.
But found not pity when it err'd no more.
Yon friendless man, at whose dejected eye .
Th' unfeeling proud one iook&i^and pasi^es by ;
Condemn'd Oh Pfennry's barren path to roam«-f»
Scorn'd by the world, and left without a home«-^
£?'n he, at eyening, should he chance to stray
Down by the haailei^&liawthof iK.6^ented way,
Where, round the dot's iroflMiBlic ghide are seen
The blossoiA'd' hean.field,^ attd tli« sloping gieen.
Leans o'er its hunbie gffite,. andithiiiks. the while-«
Oh ! thttt £or me some home Uke> thwi would smHe,
Some hamlet sb^e, to. yield my ^ktty fQrfla>
Jlealth in the breeze, and shelter in the storm !

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I To ^wretched hcaarts with sorrows such as miDe !-<-
That generous, wish can soothe unpitied care,
And Hope half mingles with the poor man's prayer.

Hope ! when I mourn, with aympalliizing mind,
The wrongs of fate, the woes of human kind,
Thy blV96f«l mnens hid my spirit see
The boundless fields of rapture yet to be ;
I watch the wheels ef Nature's mazy plan.
And learn the future by the past of man,,

Conve, bright hnpronement ! on the car of Time,
And rule the spaoious world: from clime to clime ;
^hy handmaid^ arts shall every' wild explore,
Trace every wave, and culture every shore.

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On Erie's banks, where tigers steal along,
And tfae dread Indian chants a dismal song,
Where human fiends on midnight errands walk,
And bathe in brains the mard'rous tmnahawk ;
There shall the flocks on th^my pasture stiay,
And shepherds dance at Summer's op'ning day ;
Each wand'ring genius of the lonely glen
ShttA start to Tiew the glittering haunts of men.
And silence watch, on woodland heights around.
The Tillage curfew as it tolls profound.

In Lybian groves, where damned rites are done,
That bathe the rocks in blood, and yeil the sun,
Truth shall arrest the murd'rous arm profane,
• Wild Obi flies ^ — ^the veil is rent in twsun.

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Where barb'rous hordes onScythian mountains roam,
"Truth, Mercy, Freedom^ yet shall find a home ;
Where'er degraded Nature bleeds and pines,
From Guinea's coast to Sibir's dreary mines,^
Truth shall peryade th' unfathom'd darkness there^
And light the dreadful features of despair. —
Hark ! the stern captiTe spurns his heavy load, *
And asks the image back that heaven bestowed I
Fierce in his eye the fire of valour burns.
And, as the slave depart^^ the man returns.

, Oh ! sacred Truth ! thy triumph ceas'd a while,
And Hope, thy sister, ceas'd with thee to smile,
When leagu'd Oppression pour'd to Northern wars
Her whisker'd pandoors and her fierde hussars,
Wav'd her dread standard to the breeze of morn,

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Peal'd her loud dram, and twang'd her trumpet horn ;
Tumultuous horror brooded o'er her Tan,
Presaging wrath to Poland-^and to man!^

^Warsaw's last champion, from her height surrej'di
Wide o'er the fields, a waste of ruin laid, —
Oh! Heav'n ! he cried, mj bleeding country save !«—
Is there no hand on high to shield the brave i
Yet, though destraction sweep these lovely plains,
Rise, fellow men ! our country yet remains !
By that dread name, we wave the sword on high !
And swear for her to live l-^-^ith her to die !

He said, and on the rampart-heights array'd
His trusty warriors, few, but undismay'd;
jPirm-pac'd and slow, a horrid front they form.

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Still as the breeze, but dreadful as the storm ;
Low, murm'riog sounds along their banners fly,
Revenge, or death,-«the watchword and reply ;[
Then peaPd the notes, omnipotent to charm,
And the loud tocsin tolPd their last alarm !

In Tain, alas ! in yain, ye gallant few !
From rank to rank your voUy'd thunder flew i"-^
Oh ! bloodiest picture in the book of Time,
Sarmatia fell, unwept, without a crime ;
Found not a generous friendj a pitying foe,
Strength in her arms, nor mercy in her woe !
Dropp'd fiom her nerveless grasp the shatter'd spear,
Clos'd her bright eye, and curb'd her high career ; —
Hope, for a season, bade the world farewel.
And Freedom shriek'd— as Kosciusko fell !

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The sun went down, nor ceas'd the carnage tberey
Tumultnous murder shook the midnight air —
On Prague's proud arch the fires of ruin glow,
His blood-dy'd waters murm'riog far below ;
The storm prevails, the rampart yields a way,
Bursts the wild cry of horror and disnity !
Hark ! as the smouldering piles wiih thunder fall,
A thousand shrieks for hopeless mercy call !
Earth shook — red meteors flash'd along the sky.
And conscious Nature shudder'd at the cry !

Oh ! righteous Heaven I ere Freedom fonnd a grave,
Why slept the sword, omnipotent to save ?
Where was thine arm, O Vengeance ! where thy rod,
That smote the foes of Zion and of God,

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That crushM proud Ammon, when his iron car
Was yok'd in wrath, and thunder'd from afar ?
Where was the storm that slumber'd till the host
Of blood-stain'd Pharaoh left their trembling coast ;
Then bade the deep in wild commotion flow,
And heaT'd an ocean on their march below ?

Departed spirits of the mighty dead !
Ye that at Marathon and Lenctra bled !

Friends of the world ! restore your swords to man.

Fight in his sacred cause, and lead the Tan !

Yet for Sarmatia's tears of blood atone,

And make her arm puissant as your own !

Oh ! once again to Freedom's cause return

The patriot Tell— the Bruce of Bannockburn !

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Yes ! thy (Hroiid lords, unpitied land, shall see
That man hath yet a sottl, and dare be free !
A little while, along thy saddening plains,
The starless night of desolation rdgns ;
Truth. shall restore the light by Nature giT'n,
And, likfli Prometheus, bring the fire of Hear'n !
Prone to the dust Oppression shall be hurl'd,— ^
Her name, her nature, wither'd from the world !

Ife that the rising mom inyidious mark,
And hate the light— -because your deeds are dark ;
Ye that expanding truth iuTidious Tiew,
And think, or wish, the song of Hope untrue;
Perhaps your little hands presume to span
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Perhaps ye watch, at Pride's unhallow'd shrine,
Her Tictiins, newly slain, and thus diyine : —
^^ Here shall thy triumph, Genius, cease, and here
Truth, Science, Virtue, close your short career*''

Tyrants ! in Tain ye trace the wizard ring ;
In Tain ye limit Mind's unwearied spring :
What ! can ye lull the winged winds asleep,
Arrest the rolling world, or chain the deep ?
No : — the wild waTe contemns your scepter'd hand ;—
It roll'd not back when Canute gaTe command I

Man ! can thy doom no brighter soul allow ?
Still must thou liTe a blot on Nature's brow ?
Shall War's polluted banner ne'er be furl'd ?
Shall crimes and tyrants cease but with the world I

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What ! are thy triumphs, sacred Truth, belied ?
Why then hath Plato liy'd — or Sydney died ?— r

Ye fond adorers of departed fame,
Who warm at Scipio's worth, or TuUy's name !
Ye that, in fancied yision, can admire
The sword of Brutus, and the Theban lyre !
Wrapt in historic ardour, who adore
Each classic haunt, and well-remember'd shore,
Where Valour tun'd, amid her chosen throng,
The Thracian trumpet and the Spartan song ;
Or, wand'ring thence, behold the later charms
Of England's glory, and Helvetia's arms !
See Roman fife in Hampden's bosom swell,
And fate and freedom in the shaft of Tell !
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Hath Valonr left the world--to live no more ?
No more shall Brutus bid a tyrant die.
And sternly smile with yengeance in his eye ?
Hampden no more, when snffering freedom calls,
Encoanter fate, and triamph as he falls ?
Nor Tell disclose, through peril and alarm,
The might that slumbers in a peasant's arm ?

Yes ! in that generous cause, for ever strong,
The patriot's Tirtue, and the poet's song.
Still, as the tide of ages rolls away,
Shall charm the world, unconscious of decay!

Yes ! there are hearts, prophetic Hope may trust,
That slumber yet in uncreated dust,

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Ordain'd to fire th' adoring sons of earth
With eyery charm of urisdom and of worth ;
Ordain' d io light, with intellectuai day,
The mazy wheels of Nature as ihey play,
Or, warm with Fancy's energy, to glow,
And rival all but Shakspeare's name below t

And say, supernal Powers ! who deeply scan
Heav'n's dark, decrees, uftfathom'd yet by nlam^
When shall the world call down^, to cleamse her sisUfle,
That embryo spirit, yet withoift a nonfe^^*-
That friencF of Natcfre, whose aveigfeig hands
Shall burst the Libyan's adamantine bands ?
Who, sternly marking ofi his- native sevl,-'
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!$hall bid each righteous heart exult, to see
Peace to the slaTe, and vengeaiice oa the free!

Yet, jetj degraded men ! th' expected day
That breaks your bitter cup, is far away ;
Trade, wealth, and fashion, ask you still to bleed,
And holy men give scripture for the deed ;
Scourg'd and debas'd, no Briton stoops to save
A wretch, a coward ; yes, because a slave !-*-

Eternal Nature I when thy giant hand
Had heaT'd the floods, and fix'd the trembling land,
When life sprung startling at thy plastic call,
Endless her forms^ and man the lord of all !
Say, was that lordly form inspir'd by thee,
To wear eternal chains, and bow the knee?

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Was man ordabi'd the slave of man to toil,
Yok'd with the brutes, and fetter'd to the soil ^
Weigh'd in a tyrant's balance with his gold ?
No !«— Nature ststmp'd as in a heay'nly mould !
She bade no wretch his thankless labour urge,
Nor, trembling, take the pittance and the scourge !
No homeless Libyan, on the stormy deep,
To call upon his country's name, and weep !— ^

Lo ! once in triumph, on his boundless plain,
The quiyer'd chi^ of Congo loy'd to reigii ;
With fires proportioned to his natiye sky.
Strength in his arm, and lightning in hb eye ;
Scour'd with wild feet his sun-illumin'd zone,
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Or led the combat, bold without a plan,

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An artless savage, but a fearless man !

' The ptunderer came l-'^-alas ! no gloty smllei
' f For Congo's chief on yonder Indian isles ;
For ever failoi ! no son of Nature now,
With freedom chartered on his manly brow !
Faint, bleeding, bound, he weeps the night away.
And, when the sea-wind wafts the dewless day,
^ Starts, with a bursting heart, for evermore
,\^ To curse the mm that lights their guilty shore !

The shrill horn blew ;^ at that alarum knell
,^ . Bis guardian angel took a last farewell !

That funeral dirge to daetkness hath resign'd
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Poor fetter'd man! I hear thee whispering low
Unhallow'd yows to Guilt, the child of Woe !
Friendless thy heart ; and canst thou harbour there
A wish but death«^a passion but despair ?

The widow'd Indian, when her lord expires,
Mounts the dread pile, and braves the funeral fires !
So falls the heart at Thraldom's bitter sigh !
So Virtue dies, the spouse of Liberty !

But not to Libya's barren climes alone,
To Chili, or the wild Siberian zone.
Belong the wretched heart and haggard eye.
Degraded worth, and poor misfortune's sigh !
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How long your tribes haye trembled, and obey'd !
How long was Timur's iron sceptre sway'd 1^
Whose marshaU'd hosts, the lions of the plain,
From Scythia's northern mountains to the main,
Rag'd o'er your plunder'd shrines and altars bare,
With blazing torch and gpry scimitar,-—
Stunn'd with the cries of death each gentle gale,
And bath'd in blood the verdure of the yale !
Yet could no pangs the immortal spirit tame.
When Brama's children perish'd for his name ;
The martyr smil'd beneath ayenging pow'r.
And bray'd the tyrant in his torturing hour!

When Europe sought your subject realms to gain^
And stretch'd her giant sceptre o'er the main

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Taught her proud barks the windiog waj to shape^
And bray'd the stormy spirk of the Cape; »
Children of Brama ! then was mercy nigh,
To wash the stain of blood's eternal dye ?
Did Peace descend, to triumph and to saye,
When free.bom Britons cross'd the Indian waveB
Ah, no !-^to more than Rome's ambition true.
The Nurse of Freedom gave it not to you !
She the bold route of Europe's guilt begany
And, in the march of nations, led the van !

Rich in the gems of India's gaudy zone^
And plunder pil'd from kingdoms not their owb^
Degenerate trade ! thy minions could despise
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Could lock, with impious hands, their teemiog storey
While famish'd nations died along the shore;*
Could mock the groans of fellow-men, and bear
The cnrse of kingdoms peopled with despair ^
Could stamp disgrace on man's polluted name,
And barter, with their gold, eternal shame !

But Hark ! as bow'd to earth the bramiri kneels^
From heay'nly climes propitious thunder peals I
Of India's fate her guardian spirits tell,
Prophetic murmurs breathing on the shell,
And solemn sounds that awe the list'ning mind^
Roll on the azure paths of erery wind.

^^ Foes of mankind ! (her guardian spirits say),
RcToMng ages bring the bitter day,

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When Heav'n'B nnerriog arm shall fall on joxty
And blood for blood these Indian plains bedew j
Nine times hare Brama's wheels of lightning hnrl'd
His awful presence o'er the alarmed world ; ^
Nine times hath guilt, through all his giant frame,
ConTulsiye trembled, as the mighty came ;
Nine times hath suffering Mercy spar'd in Tain — '
But HeaT'n shall burst her starry gates agsun !
He comes ! dread Brama shakes the sunless sky
With murmuring wrath, and thunders from on high 1
Heaven's fiery horse, beneath his warrior form^
Paws the light clouds, and gallops on the storm !
Wide waves his flickering sword; his bright arms glow
Like summer suns, and light the world below ;
Earth, and her trembling isles in Ocean's bed.
Are shook ; and Nature rocks beneath his tread !

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To pour redress on India's injur'd realm,
The oppressor to dethrone, the proud to whelm ;
To chase destruction from her plunder'd shore,
With arts and arms that triumph'd once before,
The tenth Avatar comes ! at Heav'n's command
Shall Seriswattee wave her hallow'd wand !
And Camdeo bright, and Ganesa sublime,^
Shall bless with joy their own propitious clime!
Come, Heay'nly Powers ! primeval peace restore !
hoYe I — Mercy ! — Wisdom !•— rule for evermore !',^

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-^potTROPUM to the power of Love,,,, its intimute
toitnecHonwith generous and social SensibiUty, . . , allusion to that
beautijul passage in the beginning of the book of Genesis^ which
represents the happiness of Paradise itself incompletei till love
was superadded to its other blessings ,,, ,the dreams of future
feUdtp which a lively imagination is apt to cherish^ when Hope
is animated by refined attachment,.', ,this disposition to combine f
in one imaginary scene of residence^ all that is pleasing in our
estimate of happiness^ compared to the skill of the great artist
who personified perfect beauty^ in the picture of VenuSy by an
assemblage of the most beautifulfeatures he could find, ,,,a sum-
mer and winter evening described^ as they may be supposed to
arise in the mind of one who wishes^ with enthusiasm^ for the
union of friendship and retirement*

Hope and Imagination inseparable agents ,,, ioven in
those contemplative moments when our imagination wanders beyond
the boundaries of this worlds our minds are not unattended with
an impression that we shall some day have a wider and distinct
prospect of the universe f instead of the partial glimpse we now
eiyoy.

The last and most sublime ii^bunee of Hope^ is the con-
cluding topic of the Poem ,,, ,the predominance of a beUef in
a fiUure state over the terrors attendant on dissolution .,, ,the
hanefiil influence of that sceptical philosophy which bars us from
such comforts , . . i allusion to the fate of a suicide , . . ,episode of
Conrad and Elknore , , . ^conclusion.

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In joyous youth, what soul hath nerer known
Thought, feeling, taste, han&onious to its own ?
Who hath not paus'd while Beauty's pensive eye
Ask'd from his heart the iioma^e of a sigh i
Who hath not own'd, with raptnro-smittai frame,
The power of grace, the magic of a name ?

There be, perhaps, who barren hearts avow^
Cold as the rocks on Torneo's hoary brow;

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There be, whose loveless wisdom never faiPd^
In self-adoring pride securdy matl'd :— -
But, triumph not, ye peace-enamour'd few !
Fire, Nature, Genius, never dwelt with you t
For you no fancy consecrates the scene
Where rapture uttered vows, and wept between ;
'Tis yours, unmor'd, to sever and to meet ;
No pledge is sacred, and no home is sweet !

Who that would ask a heart to dulness wedy
•The wavdess calm, the slumber of the dead }
No ; the wild bliss of Nature needs alloy,
And fear and sorrow fan the fire of joy !
And say, without our hopes, without our fears,
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Without die fimile from partial beauty won,
Oh t what were man ?— a world without a sun !

Till Hymen brought his loye-delighted hour,
There dwelt no joy in Eden's rosy bow'r !
In Tain the yiewless seraph lingering there^
At starry midnight charm'd the silent air;
In Tain the wild-bird carol'd on the steep,
To hail the son, slow wheeling from the deep ;
In Tain, to soothe the solitary shade.
Aerial notes in mingling measure play'd;
The summer wind that shook the spangled tree.
The whispering waTe, the murmur of the bee ;—
Still slowly pass'd the melancholy day,
And still the sttanger wist not where to stray,--*

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The world was sad !««-the garden was a wild !
And MaQ, the hermit, sigb'd — till Woman smtP4 !

True, the sad power to geoerotift hearts may bring
Delirious angubh on his fiery wing !
Barr'd from delight by Fate^s untimely hand^
By wealthless lot, or pitiless command ;
Or doom'd to gaze on beauties tliat adorn
The smile oi triumph, or the frown of scorn ;
While Memory watches o'er the sad reriew,
Of joys that faded like the morning dew ;
Peace may depart — and life and nature seem
A barren path — ^ wildness, and a dream I

But can the noble mind for ere^ brood,
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On heartless cares that squander life away,
And cloud young Genius brightening into day ?•—
Shame to the coward thought that e'er betray'd
The noon of manhood to a myrtle shade !— **
If Hope's creative spirit cannot raise
One trophy sacred to thy future days,
Scorn the dull crowd that haunt the gloomy shrine
Of hopeless love to murmur and repine !
But, should ia sigh of milder mood express
Thy heart-warm wishes, true to happiness.
Should Heav'n's fair harbinger delight to pour
Her blissful visions on thy pensive hour,
' ^ No tear to blot thy memory's pictur'd page,
No fears but such as fancy can assuage ;
<• • Though thy wild heart some hapless hour may miss
The peaceful tenor of unvaried blhs,

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(For love pursues an eyer derious race,
True to the winding lineaments of grace) ^
Yet still may Hope her talisman employ
To snatch from Heaven anticipated joj^
And all her kindred energies impart
That burn the brightest in the purest heart !

When first the Rhodian's mimic art array'd
The queen of Beauty in her Cyprian shade,
The happy master mingled on his piece '
Each look that charm'd him in the fair of Greece |
To faultless Nature true, he stole a grace
From every finer form and sweeter face ;
And, as he sojourn'd on the ^gean isles,
Woo'd all their love, and treasured all their smiles :
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And mortal charms seem'd heavenly when combin'd {
liOTe on the picture smil'd ! Expression pour'd
. Her mingling spirit there— -and Greece ador'd !

So thy fair hand, enamoured Fancy ! glesaa
The treasured pictures Of a thousand scenes ;
Thy pencil traces on the lover's thought
Some cottage-home, from towns and toil remote.
Where love and lore may claim alternate hours, *
With Peace embosom'd in Idalian bow'rs !
Remote from busy Life's bewilder'd way.
O'er all his heart shall Taste and Beauty sway I
Free on the sunny slope, or winding shore,
With hermit steps, to wander and adore !
There shall he loTe, when genial mom appears,
Like p^isive beauty smiling in her tears,

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To watch the brightening roses of the sky,

And muse on Nature with a poet's eye I

And when the sun's last splendour lights the deep.

The woods, and waves, and murm'ring winds asleep^

When fairy harps th' Hesperian planet haU,

And the lone cuckoo sighs along the Tale^

His paths shall be where streamy mountains swell

Their shadowy grandeur o'er the narrow dell,

Where mouldering piles and forests interyene,

Mingling with darker tints the liying green ;

No circling hills his rayish'd eye to bound,

Heaven, Earth, and Ocean, blazing all around.

The moon is up — ^the watch-tow'r dimly burns-^
And down the Tale his sober step returns ;
But pauses' oft, as winding rocks convey

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The still sweet fall of music far awaj ;

And oft he lingers from his home a while

To watch the dying notes !-*-and start^ and smile !

Let Winter come ! let polar spirits sweep
The dark'uing world, and tempest-troubled deep !
Though boundless snows the wither'd heath deform,
And the dim sun scarce wanders through the storm ;
Yet shall the smile of social lore repay,
With mental light, the melancholy day !
And, when its short and sullen noon is o^er,
The ice-chain'd waters slumbering on the shore^
How bright the faggots in his little hall
Blaze on the hearth, and warm the pictured wall !

How blest he names, in Lore's familiar tone,
The kind fair friend, by Nature mark'd his own ;

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And, ia the wayeless mirror of his mind,
Views the fleet years of pleasure left behind,
Since Anna's empire o'er his heart began !
Since first he call'd her his before the holy man {

Trim the gay taper in his rustic dome,
And light the wintry paradise of home ;
And let the half-uncurtain'd window h^l
Some way-worn man benighted in the vale !
Now, while the moaning night-wind rages high.
As sweep the shot-stars down the troubled sky,
While fiery hosts in Heaven's wide circle play.
And bathe in lurid light the milky way.
Safe from the storm, the meteor, and the shower,
Some pleasing page shall charm the solemn hour—
With pathos shall command, with wit beguile,
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Ithy woes, Arion! and thy simple tale,i»

O'er all the heart shall triumph and prevail !

Charmed as*^ they read the Terse too sadly true,

How gallant Albert, and his weary crew,

HeaT'd all their guns, their foundering bark to sate,

And toil'd-->>and shriek'd — and perish'd on the ware !

Ycls, at the dead ot night, by Lonila's steep,
The seaman's cry was heard along the deep ;
There, on his funeral waters, dark and wild,
The dying fathei^ blest his darling child!
Oh ! Mercy, shidd her innocence, he cried,
Spent on the prd,y^r his bursting heart, and died !

Or will they learn how generous worth sublimes
The robber Moor,^ and pleads for all his crimes !

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How poor Amdia kissed, with many a tear,
His hand blood-staia'd, but ever CTer dear 1
Hung on the tortur'd bosom of her lord.
And wept, and pray'd perdition from his sword !
Nor sought in vain I at that heart-piercing cry.
The strings of nature crack'd with agony,
He, with delirious laugh, the dagger hurPd,
And burst the ties that bound him to the world I

Turn from his dying words, that smite with steel
The shuddering thoughts, or wind them on thewheel-^
Turn to'the gentler melodies that suit
Thalia's harp, or Pan's Arcadian lute ;
Or down the stream of Truth's historic page.
From clime to clime descend from age to age !

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Yet there, perhaps, may darker scenes obtrude.
Than Fancy fashions in her wildest mood ;
There shall he pause, with horrent brow, to rate
What millions died — that Cassar might be great ! '
Or learn the fate that bleeding thousands bore,^
March'd by their Charles to Dneiper's swampy shore;
Faint in his wounds, and shivering in the blast.
The Swedish soldier sunk — and groan'd his last 1
File after file, the stormy showers benumb,
Freeze every standard-sheet, and hush the drum !
Horsemen and horse confess'd the bitter pang,
And arms and warriors fell with hollow clang* i
Yet, ere he sunk in Nature's last repose,
Ere life's warm torrent to the fountain froze,
in turn'd his eye,
id clos'd it with a. sigh !

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Imperial pride Ibok'd sullen on his plight.

And Charles beheld — ^nor shndder'd at the sight !

Above, below, in Ocean, Earth, and Skyy
Thy fairy worlds, Imagination, lie, '
And Hope attends, companion of the way.
Thy dream by night, thy visions of the day \
In yonder pensile orb<, and every sphere
That gems tiie starry girdle of the year ;
In thbse unmeasurM worlds, she bids thee tell.
Pure from their God, created millions dwell.
Whose names and natures, unreveal'd below,
We jet shall learn, and wonder as we know;
For, as Ionia's saint, a giant form,
Thron'd on her towers, conversing with the stormy
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]lhe vesper clock tolls mournful to the wind),
Counts eyeiy wave^worn isle and mountain hoar,
From Kilda to the green lerne's shore ;
So, when thj pure and renoyated mind
This perishable dust hath left behind,
Thy seraph eye shall count the starry train,
Like distant isles embosom'd in the main ;
Rapt to the shripe where motion first biegan,
And light and life 'm mingling torrjBut ran ;
From whence each bright rotundity was hurl'd,
The throne of God,**-tke centre of the world!

Oh I Yainly wise, tjtie moral Muse hath sung
That suasive Hope hath but a Syren tongue!
True ; she may sport with life's imtutor'4 d^y,
Nor h«e^ fJie solap^ of its jUaA de^y,

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The guileless heart her happj mansion spurn^
And part, like Ajut — ^nerer to return!'

But yet, methinks, when wisdom shall assuage ^
The grief and passions of our greener age,
Though dull the close of life, and far awaj
Each flow'r that haiPd the dawning of the day ;
Yet o'er her lorely hopes, thiMi once were dear.
The time-taught spirit, pensive, not severe,
With milder griefs her aged eye shall fill,
And weep their falsehood, though she loye them stil^l

Thus, with forgiving tears, and reconcil'd,
The king of Judah mourn'd his rebel child !
Musing on days, when yet the guiltless boy
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My Absalom 1 the roice of Nature cried !
Oh ! that for thee thy father could hare died 1
For bloody was the deed, and rashly done.
That slew my Absalom I — my son!— my son !

Unfading Hope ! when life's laat embers burn,
When soul to soul, and dust to dust return !
Heay'n to thy eharge resigns the awful hour !
Oh! then, thy. kingdom comes! Immortal Power !
What though eUch spark of earth-born rapture fly.
The quirering lip, pale cheek, and closing eye !
Bright to the soul thy seraph hands convey
The morning dream of life's eternal day-
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And all the phoenix spirit burns within !

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Oh ! deep^enchantuig prelude to repose,
The dawn of bligs, the twilight of our woes !
Yet half I hear the panting spirit sigh,
It is a dread and awful thing to die !
Mysterious worlds, untraTelPd by the sun !
Where Time's far wand'rlng tide has never run^
From your unfathom'd shades, and Viewless spheres,
A warning comes, unheard by other ears.
'Tis HeaT^n's conmandiDg trumpet, lopg and loud^
Like Sinai's thuwier, pealing from the cloud !
While Nature hears, with tenror-miiigled trust,
The shock that hurls her lEftbric to the dust ;
And, like the trembling Hebrew, when he trod
The roaring waves, and eallf d vpon his God,
With mortal terrofs cionds Immorts^ bliss,
Awd shrieks, and borers o'er (he dark abys

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tlaughtet of Faith, awake, aris^, Ulame
The dread unknown, the chaos Of the totnb ;
Melt and dispd, ye spectre^^dottbts^ that roll
Cimmerian darktiess on tfa6 parting soul !
Fly, like the moon-ey'd herikld of disAlay,
Chas'd on his night^steed by the star of day I
The strife is o'ef*-^he patkgs of natare elose^
And life's last raptttve triumphs o'er her woei9<
Hark ! as the spirit eyes, with eagle gaa^e.
The noon of Heat'n tindo&tisl'd by tbef biaz^^
On heav'nly wltlds thiti Waft her to the sky,
Float the sweet tones of star-bom melody t
Wilcf as that hallowM anthem sent to hait
Bethlehem's shepherds in tie lonely tale,
When Jordan hush'd his wares, and* midhight irtiB*
Watched on the holy to#*rt of Ziori hill!

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Soul of the just ! companion of the dead I
Where is thy home, and whither art thou fled I
Back to its heay'nly source thy being goes,
Swift as the comet wheels to whence he rose j
Doom'd on his airy path a while to burn,
And doom'd, like thee, to travel, and return, —
Hark ! from the world's exploding centre driy'n,
With sounds that shook the firmament of Heayen^
Careers the fiery giant, fast and far,
On bick'ring wheels, and adamantine car ;
From planet whirl'd to planet more remote.
He visits realms beyond the reach of thought ;
But, wheeling homeward, when his course i^ run t
Curbs the red yoke, and mingles with the sun !
So hath the traveller of earth unfnrl'd
Her trembling wings, emerging from the world,

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And o*er the path by mortal never trod,
Sprung to her source, the bosom of her Grod !

Ohi lires there, heaven I beneath thj dread expanse
One hopeless, dark idolater of Chance,
Content to feed^ with pleasures unrefin'd^
The lukewarm passions df a lowlj mind ;
Who, mouldering earthward, 'reft of every trusty
In joyless union wedded to the dust,
Could all his partiug energy dismiss,
And call this barren wodd sufficient bliss ?«—
There lire, alas ! of heaven-directed mien.
Of cultured soul, and sapient eye serene.
Who hail thee, man ! the pilgrim of a day.
Spouse of the worm, and brother of th clay !

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Frail as the leaf in Antiimii's jrellow bower^
Dust in the wlnd^ or dew npon the flower;
A friendless slare, a child without a sire^
Whose mortal life, and mon&CBtary fire,
Lights to the gra^e liis dhance^reated forra^
As ooean^wreoks iilvminate the storm ;
And, when the gun^i tremendous flash is o'er^
To night and sttenoe sink for erer more l-^

Are these the potepons iidlngs je proclatni^
lights of the world, and demigods of Fame !
Is thb your trivia&pli— this your proud npplauee,^
Children of Truth, and champions of her cause 2:
For this hath Science search'd, on weary wing,
By shore and sea, each mute and lifing thing I

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Ijaunch'd with Iberia'i pilot from the steep.

To worlds unknown, and isles beyond the deep !

Or round the cope her titing chariot driy'n,

And wheel'd in triumph through the signs of Heav'n ?

Oh ! star-ey'd Science^ hast thou waiider'd there,

To waft us home the message of despair ?

Then bind the palm, thy sage's brow to suit,

Of blasted leaf, and death-distilling fruit !

Ah me I the laarel'd wreath that murder rears,

Blood-nurs'd, and water'd by the widow's tears.

Seems not so foul, so tainted, and so dread,

As wayes the night^shade round the sceptic headr

What is the bigot'^ torch, the tyrant's chain ?

I smile on death, if hear'n-ward Hope remain I

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But, if the warring winds of Nature's strife
Be all the faithless charter of mv life.

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If Chance awak'd, inexorable power.
This frail and feyerish being of an hour ;
DoomM o'er the world's precarious scene to sweeps
Swift as the tempest travels on the deep,
To know delight but by her parting smile, .
And toil, and wish, and weep, a little while ;
Then melt, ye elements, that form'd in vain
This troubled pulse, and visionary brain !
Fade, ye wild flowers, memorials of my doom,
And sink^ ye stars, that light me to the tomb I
Truth, ever lovely — since the world began,
The foe of tyrants, and the friend of man, —
How can thy words from balmy slumber start^
Reposing Virtue, pillow'd on th^ heart !
Yet, if thy voice the note of thundei" roU'd,^
And that were true which Nature never told,^

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iiet Wisdom smUe not on her conquer'd field }
^o rapture dawns^ no treasure is reveal'd !
Oh ! let her read, nor loudly, nor elate,
The doom that bars us from a better fate ;
But, sad as angels for the good man^s sin,
Weep to record, and blush to give it in !

And well may Doubt, the mother of Dismay,
Pause at her martyr's tomb, and read the lay.
Down by the wilds of yon deserted Tale,
It darkly hints a melancholy tale !

There, as the homeless madman sits alone,

In hollow winds he hears a spirit moan !

And there, they say, a wizard orgie crowds^

When the Moon lights her watch-tower in the clouds.

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Poor lost Alo]l2o ! Fate's negleoted child !
Mild be the doom of HeaY'ii-^a» thou wert mild !
For oh ! thy heart in holy monld was cafit,
And all thy deeds were blameless^ but the last.
Poor lost AloD2o ! still I seem' to hear
The clod that struck thy hoUow-iounding bier !
When Friendship paid, in speechless sorrow drown'd^
Thy midnight rites, but not on hallow'd ground !

Cease, every joy, to glimmer on my mind,
But leaye — oh ! leave, the light of Hope behind !
What though my winged hours of bliss have been^
Like angel-visits, few and far between t
Her musing mood shall every pang appease.
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Yes ! let e»cli rapture, dear to Nature, ilee ;
Close not the light of Fortune's stormy se»—
Mirth, music, friendship. Love's profntiouB smile.
Chase eyerj care, and charm a little while,
Ecstatic throbs the fluttering heart employ.
And all her strings are harmoniz'd to joy 1-—
But why so short is Love's ddighted hour ?
Why fades the dew on Beauty's sweetest flow'r?
Why can no hymned charm of music heal
The sleepless woes i^iipassion'd spirits feel ?
Can Fancy's fiiiry hands no veil create,
To hide the sad realities of fate ? —

No ! not the quaint remark, the sapient rule,
Nor all the pride of Wisdom's worldly school,

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Haye pow'r to soothe, unaided and alooe,
The heart that yibrates to a feeling tone !
When stepdame Nature every bliss recals,
Fleet as the meteor o'er the desert falls ;
When, 'reft of all, yon wtdow'd sire appearf
A lonely hermit in the yale of years ;
Say, can the world one joyous thought bestow
To Friendship, weeping at the couch of Woe ?
No ! but a brighter soothes the last adieu, —
Souls of impassion'd mould, she speaks to you !
Weep not, she says, at Nature's transient pain,
Congenial spirits part to meet again I

What plaintive sobs thy filial spirit drew,
What sorrow chok'd thy long and last adieu :

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Daughter of Conrad I when he heard his knell,
And bade his country and his child farewell !
Doom'd the long isles of Sjdnej cove to see.
The martjr of his crimes, but true to thee ?
Thrice the sad father tore thee from his heart,
And thrice return'd, to bless thee, and to part ;
Thrice from his trembling lips he murmured low
The plaint that own'd unutterable woe;
Till Faith, prevailing o'er his sullen doom.
As bursts the morn on night's unfathom'd gloom,
Lur'd his dim eye to deathless hopes sublime,
Beyond the realms of Nature, and of Time !

" And weep not thus," he cried, " young Eilenore,
My bosom bleeds, but soon shall bleed no more !

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Short shall this half-extinguish'd spirit burn,
And soon these limbs to kindred dust return !
But not, my child, with life's precarious fire,
The immortal ties of nature shall expire ;
These shall resist the triumph of decay.
When time is o'er, and worlds have pass'd away !
Cold in the dust this perish'd heart may lie,
But that which warm'd it once shall neyer die !
That spark unburied in its mortal frame,
With liTing light, eternal, and the same,
Shall beam on Joy's interminable years,
Unveil'd by darkness*— unassuag'd by tears i

^^ Tet, on the barren shore and stonny deep,
One tedious watch is Conrad doom'd to weep ;

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» But when I gain the home without a friend,
And press the uneasy couch where none attend.
This last embrace, still cherish'd in mj heart,
Shall calm the struggling spirit ere it part !
Thy darling form shall seem to hoyer nigh,

I And hush the groan of life's last agony !

^' Farewel ! when strangers lift thy father's bier.

And place my nameless stone without a tear ;
1 When each returning pledge hath told my child

That Conrad's tomb is on the desert pil'd ;
• And when the dream of troubled fancy sees

Its, lonely rank grass waying in the breeze;
p Who then will soothe thy grief, when mine is o'er ?

Who will protect thee, helpless Ellenore ?

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Shall secret scenes thy filial sorrows hide,
Scorn'd by the world, to factious gslk allied ?
Ah ! no ; methinks the generous and the good
Will woo thee from the shades of solitude I
O'er friendless grief compassion shall awake^
And smile on Innocence^ for Mercy's sake !'^

Inspiring thought of rapjture yet to be,
The tears of loTe were hopeless, but for thee 1
If in that frame no deaidiless spirit dwell,
If that faint murmur be the last ferowd I
If Fate unite the faithful but to part,
Why is their memory sacred to the heart ?
Why does the brother of my childhood seem
Jlestor'd a while in every pleasing dream ?

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Why do I joy the lonely spot to view,

By artless friendship bless'd when life was new ?

«
Eternal Hope ! when yonder spheres sublime

Peal'd their first notes to sound the march of Time,

Thy joyous youth began — but not to fade, —

When all the sister planets have decayM ;

When wrapt in fire the realms of ether glow,

And Heaven's last thunder shakes the world below ; .

Thou, undismay'd, shalt o'er the ruins smile,

And light thy toreh at Nature's funeral pile 1

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ON PART I.

NOTE a, p. 10.

jlnd such thy strength-inspiring aid that bore
The hardy Byron to his native shore*

The following' picture of his own distress, giren by
BTRON in his simple and interesting narratiye, justifies the
description in page 10.

After relating the barbarity of the Indian cacique to his
child, he proceeds thus. — ** A'^lay or two after we put to
<< sea again, and crossed the great bay I mentioned we had
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*>* westward. The land here was Tery 16w and sandy, and
" something like the month of a river, which discharged it-
** self into the sea, and which hAd been taken no notice of
** by us before, as it was so shallow that the Indians 'were
** obliged to take every thing out of their canoes, and carry
" it oyer land. We rowed up the river four or five leagues,
<' and then took into a branch of it that ran first to the
'' eastward, and then to the northward : here it became
" much narrower, and the stream excessively rapid, so
" that we gained but little way, though we wrought very
" hard. At night we landed upon its banks, and had a
<* most uncomfortable lodging, it being a perfect swamp ;
*^ and we had nothing to cover us, though it rained exoes-
** sively. The Indians were little better off than we, aft
* there was no wood here to make their wigwams $ so that
S* all they could do was to prop up the bark, which they
** carry in the bottom of their catfoes, and shelter them-
** selves as well as they conld to the leeward of it. Know-
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^* proTided themsel?e8 with some seal ; but ire had not a
.<< morsel to eat, after the heavy fatigues of the day, ex-
*' oeptiog a sort of root we saw the Indians make use of,
•* which was very disagreeabie to the taste. We laboured
** all nejct day agaiii9t the stream, and fared as we had
** done the day before. The next day broiighc us to the
<« carrying place. Here was ^enty of wood, but nothing
** to b&got for sustenance. We passed this night as we had
" frequently done, under a tree ) but i|[hat we suffered at
" this time is not easy to be expressed. I had been three
*< days at the oar, without any Iciad of nourishment except
^ the wretched root above mentioned. I had no shirt, foi
^* it had totted off by. bits. All my dothes consiffted of a
"** short grieko (something like a bear-skin), a piece of red
*' cloth which had once been a waistcoat, and a ragged pair
*' of trowsers, without shoes or stockings."

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NOTEb, p. 11.
a Briton and a friend.

Don Patricio Gedd, a Scotch physician in one of the
Spanish settlements, hospitably reliered Byron and his
wretched associates, of which the c<Hnniodore speaks in
the wannest terms c^ gratitude^

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NOTE c, p. 12.
Or yield the lyre of Heaven another tiring.

The seven string^s of Apollo's harp were the sym^lical
representation of the seven planets. Herschel, by dis*
covering an eight, might be said to add another string to
the instrument

NOTE d, p. 12.

The Swedish sage,
Linneeus.

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NOTE e, p. 14.
Ikepfrom his vaults, the Loxian murmurs flow,

lioxias is a name frequently given to Apollo by Greek
writers : it is met with more than once in the Chcephorae
of ^schylus.

NOTE f, p. 16.

Unlocks a generous store at thy command^
Like HoreVs rocks beneath the propheVs hand^

See Exodus, chap. XTii, 3, 5, 6.

jNOTE s, p. 26.
fTild Obi flies.

Among the negroes of the West Indies, Obi^ or Obiah,
is the name of a magical power, which is believed by them
to affect the object of its malignity with dismal calamities.

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Such a belief must undoubtedly have been deduced from the
superstitious mythology of their kinsmen on the coast of
Africa. I have therefore personified Obi as the evil spirit
ef the African, although the history of the AfHcan trifoei
mentions the evil spirits of their religious creed by a dtf*
ferent appellation.

NOTE h, p 21.

■ Sibir^s dremry mtnes.

Mr. Bell of Antermony, in his Travels through Siberia,
informs us that the name of the conntry is unlverBaily pro*
nounced Sibir by the Russians.

NOTE i, p. 28.

Presaging wrath to Poland — and to man !

The history df Ihe partition of PolaM, of the massacre
in the suburbs of Warsawi and on the bridge of Prague^

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the triumphant ^titry of Snwarrow into the Polish capital,
and the insnlt offipred to human nature, by the blasphemous
thanks offered up to Heaven, for victories obtained over
men fightin? in the sacred cause of liberty, by murderers
aod oppressors, are erents generally Idioifnb

NOTE k, p. 39.

The shrill horn blew.

The negroes in the West Indies are summoned to their
morning work by a shell or horn.

NOTE 1, p. 41.
How Umg was Timur''s iron sc^tre swaffdf

To elucidate this passage, I shall subjoin a 4uotati0n
ftrom the preface to Letters ft-ora a Hhidoo Rajah, a work
of elegance and celebrity.

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** The impostor of Mecca had established, as one of the
" principles of his doctrine, the merit of extending it,
<< either by persuasion or the sword, to all parts of the
" earth. How steadily this injunction was adhered to by
" his followers, and with what success it was pursued,- is
" well known to all who are in the least oonyersant in his*
*• tory.

" The same overwhelming^ torrent which had inundated
" the greater part of Africa, burst its way into the very
** heart of Europe, and covered many kingdoms of Asia
** with unbounded desolation, directed its baneful course to
'< the flourishing provinces of Hindostan. Here these
** fierce and hardy adventurers, whose only improvement
** had been in the science of dssfruction, who added the
** fury of fanaticism to the ravages of war, found the great
** end of their conquests opposed, by objects which neither
*< the ardour of their persevering zeal, nor savage bar-
** barity, could surmount. Multitudes were sacrificed by
** the cruel hand of religious persecution, land whole coun-

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'« tries were deluged in blood, in the Tain hope, that by

•
^* the destruction of a part, the remainder might be per-

" suaded, or terrified, into the profession of Mahomedism;

^ but all these sanguinary effects were ineffectual ; and at

** length, being fully conyinced, that though they might

" extirpate, they could never hope to convert, any number

** of the Hindoos, they relinquished the impracticable idea,

"with which they had entered upon their career of con-

" quest, and contented themselves with the acquirement of

<< the civil dominion and almost universal empire of Hin-

** dostan/ ^ L etters from a Hindoo Rajah^ by ee,iz4

MdMlLTON.

NOTE m, p. 42.
And hrao^d the stormy spirit of the Cape*
Bee the description of the Cape of Good Hope, trans-

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NOTE B, p. 4S.
WhiU famish* d nations died along the shore.

The following a<»oiiBt of British C0i4«ct, ami Us cob^
■equenoes, in Bengal, wiU afford a iaipiiHi»it iAta of tbefact
alladed to in this passage.

After describing the numopoljr of saU> l»etel mU 9a4 to-
baoeo» the hietorian prooseds thus.-^'^ Money in thi? cur-
*< rent came ^at by drops ; it coald not queof^ the thirst
^* of those who waited in India to nceive it. An expedi-
** ent, such as it was, remained to qvicken its pace. The
" natives could live with little salt, but could not want
<< food. Some of the agents saw themselves well situated
** for collecting the rice into stories ; they did so. They
*< knew the Gentoos would rather die than violate the prin-
<< ciples of their religion by eating flesh. The alternative
** would therefore be between giving what they had, or
«« dying. The inhabitants sunk ; — they that cultivated the
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** planted in doubtr—scarcity ensued. Then the monopoly
<' was easier managed^ — sickness ensued. In some districts
<< the languid livine left the bodies of their nnaierotts dead

« unburied." Skori Mittor^ of tke EngUihtrmuacHotu

in the East Indies f page 145.

NOTE o, p. 44.
Nine times have Bramd's wheels of lightning htirVd
His awful presence o^er the alarmed world.

Among the sublime fictions of the Hindoo mythology, it
is one article of belief, that the deity Brama has descend-
ed nine times upon the world in Tarious forms, and that he
is yet to appear a tenth time, in the figure of a warrior
upon a white horse, to cut off all incorrigible offenders.
Avatar i$ the word used to express his descent.

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KOTE p, p. 45.
Shall Seriiwaitee wave her hallowed wand I
And Camdeo bright^ and Ganesa sublime —

Camdeo is the God of Love in the mythology of the
Hindoos. Ganesa and Seriswattee correspond to the pagaQ
deities Janus and Mineir^f

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ON PART II.

NOTE a, p. 56.

Th» noon of manhood to a myrtle shade !
Sacred to Venus is the myrtle shade« — drydbn.

NOTE b, p. 61.

Thy woesy Arion I

Falconer in his poem the Shipwreck speaks of himself by
the name of Arion.
8^ falgosmA's ShipwredCf canto at.

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NOTE c, p6l,
l%e robber Moor t
See schillbr's tragedy of the Robbers f^nene r.

NOTE d, p. 63.

What millions died-^hat CsBsar might be great !

The carnage oocasioned by the wars of Julius Caesar hag
been usually estimated at two millions of ^men« ,

NOTE e, p. 63.
Or learn the fate that bleeding thousands bore^
March' d by their Charles to Dneiper^s swampy shore,

** In this extremity," (says the biographer of Charles xii
of Sweden, speaking of his military exploits before the
battle of Pultowa), ** the memorable winter of 1709, which
^* was still more remarkable in that part of Europe than in
** France, destroyed numbers of his troops f for Charles re-
** solved to braTe the seasons as he had done his enemies.

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« and ventured to make long marches during this mortal
" cold. It was in one of these marches that two thousand
** men fell down dead with cold before his eyes."

NOTE f, p 64.
As lonai's saint»

The natives of the island of lona have an opinion that on
certain evenings every year the tutelary saint Columba is
seen on the top of the church spires, counting the surround-
ing islands, to see that they have not been sunk by the power
of witchcraft*

NOTE g, p. fl6.
irty like Jjuty-^-nevtr to return /

of AJUT AND ANNINGAIT in the Romhltr.

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Tiff r^«ri&f /3(0r»f •» «» mfuifr§if,

Medea, v. 194. p. 33, 61a«i.ediU

X ELL me, ye bards, whose skill sublime
First charm'd the ear of youthful Thne,
With numbers wrapt iu heay'iily fire,
Who bade delighted Echo swell.

The trembling transports of the lyre,
\ The murmur of the shell—
Why to the burst of Joy alone
. Accords sweet Music's soothing tone ?

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Why can no bard, with magic strain ,
In slumbers steep the heart of pain ?
While varied tones obey your sweep,
The mild, the plaintive, and the deep,
Bends not despairing Grief to hear
Your golden lute, with ravish'd ear ?
Oh ! has your sweetest shell no power to bin4
The fiercer pangsrthat shake the mind.
And lull the wrath, at whose command
Murder bares her gory hand ?
When flushed with joy, the rosy throng
Weave the light dance, ye swell the song !
Cease, ye vain warblers ! cease to charm
The breast with other raptures warm 1
Cease i till your hand with magic strain
In slumbers steep the heart of pain !

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SPEECH OF THE CHORUS IN THE SAME
TRAGEDY,

TO DISSUADE MEDEA FROM HER PURPOSE OF PUTTING HEK

CHILDREN TO DEATH, AND FLYING FOR

PROTECTION TO ATHENS.

O HAGGARD quecD ! to Athens dost thou guide
Thy glowing chariot, steep'd in kindred gore ;

Or seek to hide thy damned parricide,

Where Peace and Mercy dwell for e? ermore ?

The land where Truth, pure, precious, and sublime,

Woos the deep silence of sequestered bowers.
And warriors, matchless since the first of Time,

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Where joyous youth, to Music's mellow strain,
Twine? in the dance with nymphs for erer fair.

While Spring eternal, on the lilied plain,

Waves amber radiance through the fields of air !

The tuneful Nine (so sacred legends tell)

First wak'd their heayenly lyre these scenes among;

Still in your greenwood bowers they love to dwell;
Still in your Tales they swell the choral song!

But there the tuneful, chaste, Pierian fair.
The guardian nymphs of green Parnassus, now

Sprung from Harmonia, while her graceful hair
WaT*d in bright auburu o'er her polish'd brow!

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ANTISTROPHE Z.

Where silent Tales, and glades of green array,
The mnrm'ring wreaths of cool Cephisns laye.

There, as the Muse hath sung, at aoon of day,
The Queen of Beauty bow'd to taste the waye ;

And blest the stream, and breath'd across the land,
The soft sweet gale that fans yon sammec bowers ;

And there t]ie sister Lores, a smiling band,

Crown'd with the fragrant wreaths of rosy flowers!

'' And go," she cries, ^^ in yonder yalleys rove,
With Beauty's torch the solemn scenes illume ;

Wake in each eye the radiant light of LoTe,
Breathe on each cheek young Passion's tender bloom !

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108 TRAN&LATION

f^ Entwine, with myrtle chains, your soft controul,
To sway the hearts of Freedom's darling kind{

With glowing charms enrapture Wisdom's soul,
And mould to grace ethereal Virtue's mind.'.^

STROPHE II

The land where Heaven's own hallow'd waters ply.
Where Friendship binds the generous and the good,

Say, shall it hail thee from thy frantic way,
Unholy woman ! with thy hands embrued

In thine own children's gore ? Oh ! ere they bleed.
Let Nature's voice thy ruthless heart appal !

Pause at the bold, irrerocable deed—
The mother strikes— the guiltless babes shall fall!

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Think what remorse thy maddening thoughts shall sting,
When dying pangs their gentle bosoms tear !

Where shalt thou sink, when lingering echoes ring
The screams of horror in thy tortur'd ear ?

No ! let thy bosom melt to Pity's cry, —

In dust we kneel— by sacred Hearen implore-^
O ! stop thy lifted arm, ere yet they die,

Nor dip thy horrid hands in infant gore I

ANTISTROPHE 11.

Say, how shalt thou that barb'rous soul assume,
Undamp'd by horror at the daring plan F

Hast thou a heart to work thy children's doom !
Or hands to finish what thy wrath began ?

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When o^er each babe you l:ook 'a last adieti^
And gaze on Innocenee,* tbat smiies asleep^

Shall DO fond feeling beat, to natttre true,

Charm thee to pensire thought— ^and bid thee weep ?

When the young suppliants elasp their parent dear^
Heaye the deep sob, and pour ihe aftless prajer,— -

Aye! thou shalt melt;-— and many a heart-shed tear
Gush o'er the harden^ features of despair!

Nature shall throb in every tender string, —
Thy trembling heart the ruffian's task deny ;.

Thy horror-smitlen hands afar shall fling-
The blade, undrench'd in blood's eternal dye !

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CHOBUS.

Hallow'd Earth ! with indignatioa
Mark, oh, mark the murderous deed !

Radiant eye of wide creation,
Watch the damned parricide !

Yet ere Colchia's rugged daughter

Perpetrate the dire design, .
And consign to kindred slaughter

Children of thy golden line !

Shall the hand, with murder gory,

Cause immortal blood to flow ?
Sun of Heay'n ! — array'd in glory f

Rise, — forbid,— avert the blow !

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IVi TRANSLATION

In the vales of placid gladness
Let no rueful maniac range ;

Chase afar the fiend of Madness,
Wrest the dagger from ReTenge I

Say, hast thou, with kind protection,
Rear'd thy smiling race in Tain }

Fost'ring Nature's fond affection,
Tender cares, and pleasing pain?

Hast thou, on the troubled ocean,
BraT'd the tempest loud and strong.

Where the waves, in wild commotion,
Roar.Cyanean rocks among ?

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Didst thou roam the paths of danger,

Hymenean jojs to proye ?
Spare, O sanguinary stranger,

Pledges of thy sacred love 1

Shall not Heaven, with indignation,
Watch thee o'er the barb'rous deed?

Shalt thou cleanse, with expiation,
Monstrous, murd'rons, parricide ?

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AN BLBOY.

Writttn in 1795.

XIARK ! from the battlements of jonder tower *
The solemn bell has toll'd the midnight hour !
Rous'd from drear Tisions of distemper'd sleep,
Poor B k wakes— in solitude to weep !

^^ Cease, Mem' ry, cease (the friendless mourner cried)
To probe the bosom too severely tried !
Oh ! ever cease, my pensive thoughts, to stray

Through the bright fields of Fortune's better day,
• Warwick GMtk.

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When youthful Hope, the music of the mind,
Tan'd all its charms, and E ■ ■ ■ n was kind !

'^ Yet J can I cease, while glows this trembling frame,
In sighs to speak thy melancholy name ?
I hear thy spirit wail in every storm !
In midnight shades I view thy passing form !
Pale as in that sad hour, when dodm'd to feel,
Deep in thy perjur'd heart, the bloody steel I

'' Demons of Vengeance ! ye at whose command
I grasp'd the sword with more than woman's hand,
Say ye, did Pity's trembling voice controul,
Or Horror damp the purpose of my soul I
No ! my wild heart sat smiling o'er the plan,
Till Hate fulfilPd what baffled Love began !

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119

" Yes; let the clay-cold breast, that neyer knew
One tender pang to generous Nature true,
Half-mirtgling pity ^ith the gall of scorn,
Condemn this heart, that bled in love forlorn!

" And ye, proud fair, whose soul no gladness warms,
Save Rapture's homage to your conscious charms!
Pelighted idols of a gaudy train !
Ill can your blunter feeliftgs guess the pain.
When the fond faithful heart, inspir'd to prove
Friendship refin'd, the calm delight of lovB,
Feels all its tender strings with anguish torn.
And bleeds at perjured Pride's inhuman scorn I

'' Say, then, did pitying Heav'n condemn the deed.
When Vengeance bade thee, faithless lover! bleed ?

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Long' had I watoh'd thj dark foreboding broir,
What time thj bosom scorn'd its dearest tow !
Sad, though I wept the friend, the loTer chang'd,
Still thy cold look was scornful and estranged,
Till from thj pity, loye, and shelter, thrown,
I wander'd, hopeless, friendless, and alone!

^^ Oh! righteous Heay'n! 'twas then my tortur'd soul
First gave to wrath unlimited controul !
Adieu the silent look ! the streaming eye !
The murmur'd plaint ! the deep heart-hearing sigh!
Long slumb'Mng Vengeance wakes to better deeds ;
He shrieks, he falls, the perjur'd lo?er bleeds!
Now the last laugh of agony is o'er,
A nd pale in blood he 3leeps, to wake no more I

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LOtE AND MADNESS. 1^1

^^ 'Tis done! the flame of hate no longer burns;
Nature relents, but, ah! too late returns I
Why does my soul this gush of fondness feel ?
Trembling and faint, I drop the guilty steel I
Cold on my heart the hand of terror lies,
And shades of horror close my languid eyes !

^' Oh ! 'twas a deed of Murder's deepest grain !
Could B— — — k*s soul so true to wrath remain ?
A friend long true, a once fond loTer fell ! —
Where loye was foster'd, could not Pity dwell ?

^^ Unhappy youth ! while yon pale crescent glows.
To watch on silent Nature's deep repose.
Thy sleepless spirit, breathing from the tomb,
Foretels my fate, and summons me to come !

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li^ LOTS AND MADNESS.

Oace more I see thy sheeted spectre stand,
Roll the dim eye, and ware the paly hand !

^' Soon may this flattering spark of vital flame
Forsake its languid melancholy frame !
Soon may these eyes their trembling lustre close,
Welcome the dreamless night of long repose !
Soon may this woe-worn spirit seek the bourne,
Where, lulPd to slumber, Grief forgets to mourn !"

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THE WOUNDED HUSSAR,

XXLONE to the banks of the dark.rolling Danube
Fair Adelaide hied when the battle was o*er :*

Oh whither, she cried, hast thou wander'd, my ioTer ;
Or here dost thou welter, and bleed on the shore ?

What voice did I hear ? 'twas my Henry that sigh'd!

All mournful she hasten*d, nor wander'd she far,
When bleeding, and low, on the heath she descried^

By the light of the moon, her poor wounded Hussar !

From his bosom thatheaT'd, the last torrent was streaming?

And pale was his visage, deep-mark'd with a scar^
And dim was that eye, once expressively beaming,

That melted in love, and that kindled in war !

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How smit was poor Adelaide's heart at the sight !

How bitter, she wept o'er the yictim of war !
Hast thou come^mjfond Love, this last sorrowful night.

To cheer the lone heart of your wounded Hussar ?

Thou shalt lire, she replied; Heat'n's mercy, relieTing
Each anguishing wound, shall forbid me to mourn !

Ah, no ! the last pang in my bosom is heaving !
No light of the morn shall to Henry return!

Thou charmer of life, erer tender and true!

Ye babes of my love, that await me afar!-^
His faltering tongue scarce could murmur adieu,

When he sunk in herarms^-the poor woundcdHussar !

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GILDEROY.

1 HE last, the fatal hour is <;ome,
That bears my loye from me :

I hear the dead note of the drum,
I mark the gallows tree !

The bell has toU'd ; it shakes my heart;

The trumpet speaks thy name ;
And must my Gilderoy depart,

To bear a death of shame?

No bosom trembles for thy dooin ;

No mourner wipes a tear ;
The gallows' foot is all thy tomb,

The sledge is all thy bier !

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128 6TI.DEB0T.

Ob, Gilderoy ! bethought ^re then

So soon, so sad, to part,
When first, in Roslin's lovelj glen,

You triumphM o'er my heart ?

Your locks they glitter'd to the sheen.
Your hunter garb was trim;

And graceful was the ribbon green
That bound your manly limb!

Ah ! little thought I to deplore
These limbs in fetters bound ;

Or hear, upon thy scaffold floor,
The midnight hammer sound.

Ye cruel, cruel, that combin'd

The guiltless to pursue;
My Gilderoy was ever kind,

He could not injure you!

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GILDEROT. IW

A long adieu! but where shall fly

Thy widow all forlorn.
When every mean and cruel eye

Regards my woe with scorn ?

Yes ! they will mock thy widow's teari^
And hate thine orphan boy ;

Alas ! his infant beauty wears
The form of Gilderoy !

Then will I seek the dreary mound
That wraps thy mouldering clay ;

And weep and linger on the ground,
And sigh my heart away !

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THE HARPER.

On thegreen banks of Shannon) when Sheelahwasnigh^
No blithe Irish lad was so happy as I ;
No harp like my own could so cheerily play,
And wbercTcr t went, was my poor dog Tray^

When at last I was forc'd from my Sheelah to part,
She said, (while the sorrow was big at her heart)
Oh! remember your Sheelah when far, ht away (
And be kind, my dear Pat, to onr poor dog Tray«

Poor dog ! he was faithfol and kind, to be sure,
And be constantly loT'd me, although I was poor ;
When the sour^looking folks sent me heartless away,
J h»d always a friend in my poor dog Tray.

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7HS HARPER. 131

When the road was so dark) and the night was so cold,
And Pat and his dog were grown weary and old,
How stfug] J we sle|>t in my old coat of grey,
And he lick'd me for kindness*-my poor dog Tray.

Though my wallet was scant, I remembered his case,
Nor refus'd my last crust to his pitiful face ;
But he died at my feet, on a cold winter day.
And I play'd a sad lament for my poor dog Tray.

Where now shall I go, poor, forsaken, and blind ?
Can I find one to guide me, so faithful and kind ?
To my sweet native village, so far, far away,
I can never more return with poor dog Tray.^

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before by his countrymen."— ^/i//-yatfoW/i Review. Dec 1805
11.

. OBSERVATIONS on the NATURE and TEN^
DENCY ofyfift-BOCTRINE of Mf. HUME, coa-
caning the RELATION of CAUSE and EFFECT,
by Thomas Brown^ m. d. second edition enlarged. —
Price 5s. in boards.

•' It would do honour to the most penetrating metaphysician
of the age to have avowed this Essay .'»i-.^^i/,. Revitw, Oct. 1805,

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An INOUIRT into the NATURE and CAUSES
of the WEALTH of N A^nONS, by Adam Smith,
U L. D. F. R. s. with a Life of the Author, S vols.
8vo. IL is. boards.

for thh edition an Account of the Life of the Author has liees
drawn up ; and although it cannot be said that aay facts relating
to that truly great man are given, in addition to those "which have
already appeared, yet a more satisfactory account, it is presumed,
will new be found of his Studies and Doctrines, than has been
perfixed to anv other edition of the Wealth of Nations.

There are likewise perfixed, a Comparative View of the Doc-
trines of Smith and the Fxench Economisu, and a method of fa-
cilitating the Study of Mr. Smith's Inquiry, by Germain Gamier,
of the National Institute, translator of this work into the French
huQguage.

/The advantage of some directions to the readers of this immor-
tal work, as it has justly been called, particularly to those who
have not previously made the science ot Political . Economy their
study,, has been generally acknowledged. The following Observ.
atiohs are extracted from a review of Gamier's Translation..

" M. Garnter, in order to facilitate the understanding of his
author, has laid down the heads of the work in the order in which
he conceives tliey ought to have been treated ; and, no doubt, had
^ t^e course now sketched been followed by Dr.. Smith, his book
-v^ouM have been read with more pleasure and interest, and hit
doctrines would have been more easily apprehended. We are o£
opinion^ therefore, that the arrangement nere given, or something
on the sam^ plan, might be advantageously perfixed to a future
edition of the original/*— ^/^, «• Monthly Revinu^ 1802.

13.

The THEORY of MORAL SENTIMENTS;
or. An ESSAY towards an Analysis of the Prin-
ciples by which men naturally j,u4g4 don^eming the
conduct and character^ first of ihcir ndj^iboors^
and afterwards of themselres. *To iVirhitll is added,
a dissertation ontlie origin of la^g^ag|fti.■^y Adam
Smith) L. t.4 D.^ f. R^ 8« in 2 toIs. • Svoi^ii»»Price t4«.
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14.
FERGUSON'S LECrURES on SELECT
SUBJECTS, in MECHANICS, HTDBOSTA-
TICS, HYDRAULICS, PNEUMATICS, OP-
TICS, OEOGRAPHY, ASTRONOMY^ and
DIALING, with Notes and an Appendix, adapted
to the present state of the Arts and Sciences, bv
David Brewster, L. L. D. the second edition, corrected
and enlarged, 2 vols. 8vo. with a volume of plates.
*— 11. 5s, boards*

^bt/ollinving commendations rf tbejirst edition ofihii nvorl ate respect*
fully snimittedto tbe Public,

** The Author of the Lectures, of which a corrected and en-
larged ' edition is now offered to the Public, has obtained a de-
terred reputation for composing familiar tr^iitises on Philosophical
and Mechanical topics, in a manly, though artless style. This
improved edition, of one of his most esteemed perfbrinances, is,
mtdertaken by a gentleman, who, to Ferguson's talents for plain
distinct description, has added such a competent share ofmathe*
matical acquirements, as is likely to keep him fron^ erroneous,
principles or inaccurate results."

^^ Mr. Brewster's Appendix contains much nsefnl information
Qnder the different heads of Mechanics, Hydraulics, Optics, Dial-
ing, and Astronomy. Nearly one hundred pages arc devoted to
the subject of Water-mills and Wind-mills, in which many of
Mr. Brewster's rules and observations cannot fail to be benencial
to the Mili.wri|hr.

•• There are three articfes in this Appendix which it would be
unjust not to mention with commendation : they treat of the Steam
Engine, the method of grinding and polishing Lenses, and the
method of casting, erinding, and polishing, the mirrors of Reflect-
ing Telescopes. The description of Watt's Steam Engine, though
concise, is very perspicuous ; the engraved representation of thia.
Sceani Engine, wim the latest improvements, will be found highly
usefnly and conveya a better idea of the Eng^e as a whole, th^
any thing we have yet met with.

*« Altogether this work may he safely recommended as present-
ing tDan)Fi«(Hciooiifldl lawful additions to a book of established
feputaliion.**— fi/^ffiiry Ji&urnaly Marcb 1806.

<^ Mr. Fergu9on*s Lectures &'tand not in need of our encomium;
fo#^ htrving been iiM^-belbfe'the public, and universally read and
adaiiaed, thahl m^m- ftas :lieen fully appreciatrd and esublished ;
and the useful information which they afford in the Arts, will al-
ways render them very valaable to the public."— j9r>Vy/iS Critic^

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^^•
A SUl^MARY VIEW of HERjALDRY, ixix^
ference'^to the Usages of Chiyalry, and the Gyener^
Economy of the Feudal System. With an Appen^i^jj
respecting such Distinctions of Rank as have plac^
in the British Constitution, by Thomas Brydson^
F. A. s. 1 vol. royal 8vo. — Price lOs. 6d. boards,

** It may perhaps be but justice to declare, that the ingeiuoi|<
aithor of ^his worK has comprised, in the space of an octar* vo-
lumis all that is worthy of general promt/Igatioti on th* sobjet^t
of Heraldry. To those superficial students of the Bcicnc^ who
mean to content themselves with blazoning arms and sketching
pedigrees, his book will be useless. It will neither enable them
to detect the owner of a single coach, nor will it add one alfiance
to their store of geneological information: But the Historifui ao4
the Poet, nay, the Lawyer and the Politician, will peruse it with
pleasure; while the more careless leader, who, pursuing none of
the regular paths of literature, steps occasionally into all, will be
equally, gratified and &U(pri»evlt when he finds that Heraklry h^
some relation to all sciences, is connected with every branch of
civil polity, and influences, in a considerable degree, the general
manners of society,

** It is a pleasing circumstance to find elegance and liberal in*
formation thu^ happily connected with a science usually perplexed,
as Heraldry is, by technical terms, and grotesque figures. Mr.
Brydsou's book may be recommended, as we have already hinted*
to intelligent readers of^all descriptions, who will fiod in it mucl^
that is amusing and instructive, without any unplea^nt mixtuire.'*
0^Brithb Critic, March 1796.

" Those who will take the trouble of perusing ^e pr^tit vo-
lume, will find in it more than it promises, and will be sufficiroi-
ly paid for their pains. The Author has studied tl^e subject with
attention, and has condensed his matter with care and taste; so
that his details are never tedious, but are for the (nost pait enter*
taining. The language is clear and ap| , -^ • . ^

always purely classical, it is never vulga

•* Mr. Brydson gives a neat Summar •

tions of Rank included in the British C

ferent privileges and precedency. This ^

ment of our best writers on the siibjc ;

have read the volume with pleasure, w ,

ing it to all who wish to have, at small ^

raldry, Rank«,' attd Privileges, espcciall ,

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ANNALS of COMMERCE, RflANXJFAC-
TURES, FISHERIES, and NAVIGATION, with
brief Notices of the Arts and Sciences conQiecte4
\rith them 5 containing the Commercial Transac-
tions of the British Empire, and other Countries,
from the earliest Accounts to the Meeting of the
Union Parliament in January 1801 ; and compre-
hending the most valuable part of the late Mr. An-
derson's History of Commerce, viz. from the year
1492 to^the end of the Reign of George II, King
of Great Britain, &c. with a large APPENDi:^
containing Chronological Tables of the Sovereigns of
Europe, Tables of the Alterations of Money in Engj*
land and Scotland, a Chronological Table of the Pricd9
of Co' n, and a Commercial and Manufactural GA-
ZETTEER of the United Kingdom of Great Britain
and Ireland, with a General Chronological Index.
The Ancient Part composed from the most authentic
Original Historians and Public Records, printed and
in manuscript ; and the Modern Part from materials
of unquestionable authenticity (mostly unpublished),
extracted from the Records of Parliament, the Ac-
counts of the Custom-house, the Mint, the Board of
Trade, the Post-office, the East India Company, Bank
of England, &c, by David Macpherson, in 4 large vols*
royal 4to» Dedicated, by permission, to the Direc-
tors of the Hon. East India Company, 81. 8s, boards.

•* The Anrals of Commerce are a stupendous assembU^e of
well-selectcd hiatcriats^ hardly a page of which can be perused
without plea-tire and irtsfruction.

«* This woVkwiU be found equally interciting to the man of
tetters, to fhe phifo^bplicr. and the statesman. It abounds wkh
curiotis and amtiiing details, with f^ct» weU calculated to excite
reflectloti, and ftom which'thc most import^fit ^concUisions may be
drawn, ft 8he%v8 the revolutions which convxyercic ha^ .uodergone,
the restrfcticms with which it has at tiiQea b«en ftrttifxed, the bold
and hazardous enterprises which the commercial spirit has in-
spired, and the ruinous speculations which it has sometimes ^ify-

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17.

iTie LIFE of St. COLUMBA, the AposUe. aiul
Patron of the Andent Scots and ftcts, and joint Pa-i
tron of the Irish, commonly called Colum-Kille, the
Apostle of the Highlands, by John Smith, d. d. one
of the Ministers of Campbelton, Honorary Member
ofthe Antiquarian and Highland Societies of Scot-
landi 1 vol. 8vo. — Price 3s. sewed.

•< The I^tfe of this celebrated Saint of the sixth centniy was
written in I^atin by two of his successors, Cummin and Adorn*
nan. Their performances, like other works of the same nature^
and of the same age, are filled with visions, prophecies, and mi-
racles. Dr. Smith has, therefore, undertaken to dvsencomber the
memoirs of this great and good man from the miraculous garb
with which they haTe been so long invested ; to separate the fact
from the fable, and to shew the Saint in his real character."-*-
Montbl^ HevieiVf Dec. 1798.

18.
DISSERTATIONS on the EXISTENCE, AT-
TRIBUTES, PROVIDENCE, and MORAL GO-
YERNMENT of GOD, and on the Character, Se-
curity, and Happiness, of his Righteous Subjecta, l^
the Reverend David Savile, a. m. Edinburgh, 1 voL
8vo.— Price 7s. boards,

^ The learned and pious author of these Disser|atioDt« by t
rare felicity of composition, in an elaborate argument on some of
the most sublime and abstruse points of theolopy, and most per-
fikxing and intricate questions of morals, has happily blended a
concise appeal to th« vntUrstanding of his readers, with a pathetic
address co the heart; he labours not only to convince their reason,
but to influence their conduct, so as to lead them to act in confor.
mity to a well-founded faith ; and in the diBcfaargc of our inspec*
torial office, we have scarcely seen a tract, whicli, in so short a
compass, conveys so much solid andusfel infosnaticn on the mo-
mentous subjects which it discusses and recottmwnda,

** In his Dissertation on the Prospect of a Bature State opened
by the Gospel, the Knowledge of £ternal Life, ftod the Glory of
the Rigeteous in Heaven, are several Aellent arffunfenu,- afl4
animated passages, naturally springing from the grandeur and
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vi to transcribe, bat the perusal of which we earnestly recom-
meod to our readers. It will msike them both rvu^r and better s
and were oar opinion to have any weight with public teachers,
UnA wkh ihe heads of our learned unlvcrnities, weluidw n'j -n'^Ic
'Vfflttme, on these wbjeas, from its plainness and impressxtetiess,
•o fit to be introduced as a clasi-book ill the educatiQn of youth.**
^nti'Jacobln Revieiv^ Aug. 1808. '

19.

A DISSERTATION on MIRACLES, contain-

ing an Examination of the Principles of David

Hume, £sq« in an Essay on Miracles, by the late

Oeorge Campbell, d. d. Principal of the Marischal

College, and one of the Ministers of Aberdeen^ u

mw eMiiony 12mow-^^Price 3s. 6d. bound.

** The genteel and ingenious manner in which our author
speaks of his adversary, must give every impartial leader a fa-
vourable opinion of his candour; and Chose who ate qualified to
judge of such subjects, will, we are persuaded, after an attentive
perusal of his Disacrtatiou, entertain as favourable an opinion of
bis abiUties."— JIfo/f/A/y Revivwfir June 1762.

20.

LECTURES on the NATURE and END of the

SACRED OFFICE, and on the Dignity, Duty,

Quafifications, and Character, of the Sacred Order,

by John Smith, d. d. one of die Ministers of Camp-

belton.-^4i^ric^ 58. in boards.

« To impress this duty (the duty of his office) en the miad
of every coni^^ientious Clergyman, nothing would more cootri*
bute thin a perusal of the volume now before us, which enters
into the deuU of the aubjcct with minuuness, with candour, and
without enthusiasQL It ought to be recoromeoded to every one
previous, to jbif,.e{)g2)ging in the clerical pniifesttoii***««itain^««

... «* .The ynMuerfffti. ud gneet lodi^iiiaMe tft a euiti^Ie and
efficient ditdMMr9ti«i«litltedMief«BeiiBibeDt'ttii whoever veonld
Mt t^ fBTf^oiasaal CbiMriMi pedtor emwcieiitidiutf tod ftithfully,
iVfthOBd ^taBad irtiigrdMiieii|;tls «*d wtchieqinl accuracy and
ti8ipkBil|(/A<*»oii«^'>^ Afiwl^ Munmfiit^H^ 1998.;

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LETT|:R on theological; ST^DY^bj: Rof

bertlate'Ai^ichbishop of York, /t^ysrhioh are p^^-
fexed. Memoirs of his Life, by George Hay DruiR^
mond, A* M, Prebendary of Yprk^ in 1 vol. 8vo,
with a finely engraved Portrait of the Author .-j^
iPiice 6s« in boards.

" As th^ collection of Sermons which this volume presents to
the pubiic, is in itself valuable, and they arc become scarce, from
the lapM oil time since each discourse was sepftrately printed, we
doubt not thu the serious reader will consider himself indebted to
the present editor for thus rebuilding a monument to the talentf
and acquirements of the late venerable metroJsoHtan of York.
To the Senxions is subjoioed, a JLetter on Theok>gtcal $ttidy, ad*
dressed by the . Archbishop to a private friend> which pout^lm
some very valuable hints and directions for the younger Students
in Divinity. As the respective merits of each of these Sermons
luve already been canvassed, it will be unnecessasy for us to env^r
agikin into an investigation of their contents, farther than to state
in general, that they abound in good sense and sound arguttieat,
and are replete with wise maxims of policy, both in regard to the
doty of governors and the obedience due from the governed."—
Mbnibly ReviervforSeptemier IB06»

22.
OBSERVATIONS on the ZOONOMIA of
ERASMUS DARWIN, m.d. by Thomas Brown,
Esq. 1 large vol. 8vo. — ^Price 8s. in boards.

*' Mr. Brnwn is the first formidable antagonist whom the novelty
of Dr. Dcrwin's theories has provoked. He has entered on hit
investigation, however, with all the respect due to the mat talenu
and extensive knowledge of the author whom he criticises ; and
whatever may have been our partiality to the beautiful fabric
which he attempts to overthrow, we must consider him as a cham-
pion worthy of being admitted to the encounter.

'* To conclude, we think that this book is a very respectable
specimen of the author's talents and attainments. With much vi-
gour and acuteness of mind, it exhibits a liberal and truly philo-
sophical spirit ; and though we have ventured in some instances
to express a difference of opinion with Mr. Brown, we cannot take
leave of his performance without intimating our hope that we shall
have fresh occasions hereafter of giving our unbiassed suffivge tq
his abilities."— ikf0fr//S/K JHevitw, June and July 1799.

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MATHEMATICAL TABLES, cofttaming the

Ld^aiithitis of Numbers ; Tables of Sines, Tangents,

and Secants, both Natural and Logarithmic, to every

Minute of the Quadrant ; a Table of Versed Siries,

Kntt^ Mjfural and Logarithmic, to every Mintite of

:ircle ; a Table of Sexagesimal Parts, to

)nd Minute, and to every two-third Mi-

iuced to the Denomination of a First Mi-

d Supplementary Tables. To which is

a Particular Account of the Nature and

ogarithms of Numbers, Sines, Tangents,

md Versed Sines, with die Manner of their

1 ; by George Douglas.

TablcSj an angle is obtained to degrees, minutes, s^*
thirds, by a more easy and accurate method thsnk by
'ables in circulation ; but the moat striking advantage
obtaining the true result of all the cases in spheric^
y where the result was found to be ambiguous, tlia(
)eing now entirely removed by the Tables of veri<;4
extended to 1 80 degrees, as is fully proved and «|^o
I the introduction. These acquirements are not to be
any other Tables e](tant.

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